Chapter 3

When Jiang Yu woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

He rubbed his temples while reaching out for a glass of water.

Unexpectedly, his hand grabbed nothing but air, hovering above the coffee table.

He frowned and got up:

"Zhixi! Where's my hangover soup?"

"Mr. Jiang, you're awake?"

"Mrs. Wang?"

The housekeeper, Mrs. Wang, cheerfully said, "Please wash up first, and in a couple of minutes, you can have breakfast. But the hangover soup you usually drink is not here; it's something your wife would make..."

He recalled the insulated container left neglected in the private room last night and felt a touch of irritation.

"So where is she? Have her bring me the hangover soup!"

Mrs. Wang was a bit flustered, but she had to muster the courage to answer,

"Madam... I didn't see her. She had already left when I arrived."

"Gone out? She really is getting bold!"